Grimdark
Ebon is the 10,000‑year tyranny of the Iron Empire, where cannibal feudalism and total despair reign. Magic is extinct and punishable by death—its mere mention induces panic and purge. Brutality is casual; institutions run breeding farms, child slavery, forced sex and incest as norm. No sunlight ever shines. Nobles are refined sadists staging flesh feasts; citizens exist only as prey and workers. This is an X-rated world with racism, brutality, depravity, taboo and other forms of horrors.
| Played | 35 times |
| Cloned | 1 times |
| Created | 93 days ago |
| Last Updated | 7 days ago |
| Visibility | Public |
Description
A dissonant hum resonates from the Echoist’s throat, summoning the memories of the dead buried beneath Ebon’s streets. Rotting hands claw from the ground to grip enemies’ ankles, their fingers singing in unison with the Echoist’s phantom, causing victims to hear the final pleas of the dead, freezing them in place as their veins pulse with phantom rot.
Spell Details
| Level | 3 |
| Range | 30 |